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Author Topic: The Day After: Second Hell -Prelude-  (Read 34104 times)

Oh god, my loving desk is covered in my lunch now.

I love you, bro

/brofist



*Rerail.

We have been walking for an hour. Not much talking. It seems as if I am an unwelcome guest.

We are not walking. I think.



I finished making my medicine, and started trying to pull the bullet from my wound with my bare hands.
« Last Edit: October 16, 2011, 06:38:01 PM by Jokey365 »

I finished making my medicine, and started trying to pull the bullet from my wounds with my bare hands.
thne prepar yur'e ansu

thne prepar yur'e ansu

...
You want me to remove you as a mod?

...
You want me to remove you as a mod?
Ok jeez :C
No fun allowed :C

I managed to get it out, at the cost of bloody hands and a countless amount of pain, then injected myself with the medicine.
"I'm not going anywhere"


I got up, stumbled a bit, and walked over to my bed.
I tore open the mattress, and pulled out a squirt gun filled with a purple liquid.
"I knew this would come in handy..."

"Don't do this to yourself, you'll only make it worse." (Skill-persuasiveness attempt(on my char sheet))